I am just another fool

and I have to keep telling myself that

I am just a hypocrite

and I have to keep calling you one

and I forgot to bite my tongue

as my assumption is the mother of all mistakes

so I assume the role

open my mouth, and clumsy words escape

so why you, wanna be there

when you could be here

you are slippin' away



I awake with your replacement

a bottle in my grasp

in an unfamiliar place

'cause you put me out

the butt of a sick joke

into this ashtray life

as you come and go

cause I forgot to service you

and we broke down

and you can't live with my mistakes

but I assume false grace

open my arms

and grasp at something true

how are ya, how have you been

girl I miss you

wanna see you again

oh why ya, wanna be there

when you could be here

girl I'm sliping away



I bring out the worst in you

and you try to let me know

you bring out the worst in me

anxiety, anxiety

I'm trying to let you go

you say I'm giving you the creeps

so I assume the role, open my claws

and grasp for your heart

How are ya, how have you been

girl I miss you, wanna see you again

into you, like a mortal stake

so vindictive, girl I'm sliping away

(Violins)...Into this ashtray life

(Violins)...the butt of your sick joke

(Violins)...I'm trying hard to let you go